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Dangerous, so dangerous Dangerous, so dayeyeyengerous (yah) We're from the South I've got brothers that do work in different ways If you try and touch the fam Then you know can get erased They ask me how? How I'm making all this money everyday If I step up in the dark You know this roof is getting raised We're from the South I've got some brothers that will put you In your place If you think I'm playing with you You're making a mistake We are down If it's loyal to your money to be made If you see us in your city Better know we getting paid We getting money It's mad long before I rise up I got six shots till my nine cuz (Ahh) Long-time I don't ride the bus I got four-man and they ride cuz (huh) Hustle hard in the day time Do the same thing when the night comes (What else) Duct tape on a four, ten But I still owed with night gloves (Ah-ah-ah...) No discussion raised If he isn't getting stabbed or shot He's getting rushed and tased Then my brothers from Jamaica But it will let the Russian brace, Sutton spray Rise it up and we'll let it sing like Harris J We're from the South I've got brothers that do work in different ways If you try and touch the fam Then you know can get erased They ask me how? How I'm making all this money every day If you think I'm playing with you You're making a mistake We are down If it's loyal to your money to be made If you see us in your city Better know we getting p To danger were just talking It's heart shot if I pull strings But connects brum like the ball ring Might pull up on you with this ball ting I can practise on the back strip in the black whip With two white clips You call beef and practise I just phone troops to come to clap shit From knee height I've been dangerous (Dangerous) With this hand ting, I've been dangerous (Dangerous) With the four pounds My favourite (favourite) Say You shoot and you are dangerous (Dangerous) But I don't believe like I'm an atheist (Don't believe, Don't believe) Now I'm gonna come up And squeeze in favourist Tell your mum and brother Better pray for him Or everybody gonna pay for him We're from the South I've got brothers that do work in different ways If you try and touch the fam Then you know can get erased They ask me how? How I'm making all this money every day If I stepped up in a cup Then you know this roof Is getting raised We're from the South (Whoop) Got some brothers that will put you in your Place If you're think I'm playing with you You're making a mistake We are down If it's loyal to your money to be made If you see us in your city Better know we getting paid
Writer(s): Michael Jackson, Teddy Riley, Bill Bottrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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